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“And why not?” I asked.
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The Hardwells‘ staff had witnessed Timothy meeting his demise when he had saved Irvin–William had told me so
“Judging from how shocked you were when you first saw me, you probably weren’t aware I had an older twin brother. That means you also likely didn’t know that he was a Hardwell,” Irvin started to explain.
“You’re my closest and most important person, so the fact that you didn’t know about Timothy’s existence means I definitely didn’t know about him either. This also means Timothy and I had ever met.
“Plus, humans are inherently selfish. Do you genuinely believe the real Timothy would sacrifice his life for a twin he had never met–especially when he was raised by the Hardwell family, who are known for their elitist and cold–hearted values?” he pointed out.
In the time Irvin had spent in Hardwell Manor, he had gained some understanding of the family who lived there. Based on what he had learned about these people, it was impossible they would raise someone who would risk his life to save a sibling he had
never met.
“Say whatever you want , but it was one of the Hardwell family’s surviving bodyguards who said Timothy had died from trying to save your life,” I refuted.
“That makes it even less likely,” Irvin replied. “Who from a prominent family would put themselves at risk at a time of danger- especially when their bodyguard was around?”
I was stumped—he did have a point.
He continued, “Okay, so let’s say Timothy really did come to my rescue. And because of that, I should shoulder all of his responsibilities, but does that have to include taking care of his wife and child? I can’t actually become him and ‘inherit‘ his wife and child, can I?
“Let’s also say Timothy and Grace had a good relationship. Do you honestly believe he would willingly risk his life to save mine, only for me to take over his wife, child, and position? Because if I was in his shoes, I would be so angry that I would climb out of my grave!”
He would never allow another man to touch the woman he loved, not even if he was dead!
Irvin’s words had left me utterly speechless. However, he wasn’t finished.
“And for argument’s sake, let’s assume Timothy was willing to let me ‘inherit‘ his wife and child. But even so, is it really necessary to hypnotize me into believing I am him?
“Why can’t I just be myself? Being hypnotized has also led me to question my identity. It has even reached a point where I can no longer tell what’s real and what’s fake. Forget about me repaying a debt–I may even go crazy before long!”
I had once sought out a master hypnotist to make Irvin forget about me. At the time, the hypnotist had told me it was possible, but it wouldn’t be 100% effective.
Additionally, it would be especially hard to hypnotize strong–willed individuals. And even if it was successful , it might not last long. Also, such individuals would continuously resist hypnotic suggestions and suffer because of it.
I had hesitated to go through with my plan upon hearing this. Then, I had been kidnapped before I could make up my mind, and subsequently, Irvin had ended up in trouble too.
Irvin was in his current situation because he had tried to save me back then. And he really did look like he was sufi ultimately, I couldn’t hold back and told him the truth–I confirmed he was actually Irvin Sawyer.
So ,
Irvin had been elated to hear this. He had hugged me tightly, clutching me like I was a precious lost treasure he had found again.
I couldn’t describe what I was feeling as he held me.
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I had watched him perish just as I regained my memories. Then , during the time I thought Irvin was dead, I hadn’t been able to stop thinking of him positively. Sometimes, I had even thought I would do anything to bring him back to life.
To be honest , I was actually happy to have the chance to be held like this by him again. So much so that I wanted to cry.